I’ve never had any memories like that with this lake so I guess my having some sort of grudge against it isn’t an option.
I think it’s better that way. Grudges aren’t any good for anyone.
Why would anyone be repelled by this lake, I wonder. It is quite peaceful and quiet out here.
Oh, I know. But— It’s really more of a personal thing, I think. You know, being pushed in. Having friends who were pushed in. That’s mostly all, but I can’t think of a time in the past year when I’ve gone to the lake and something hasn’t gone wrong. Though I suppose I haven’t really given it a chance since last April.
I’m not sure how that’s showing off, but whatever you say.
It’s not really. It’s just like. Ooooooh bubbles.
So what brings you here?
I just like it out here, I think. For some reason I’m not as repelled by the lake as I should be considering some rather unpleasant things have happened in this general location.
Would you catch me if I do?
Of course. I’d at least try to. Or use Arresto Momentum.
A little bit.